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11: Locke.
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All For You, Daddy 12: Harriet.
"Could you move the tree a little to the right?" I wait for the maintenance technician to shuffle the potted foliage a few centimeters, leaning back to inspect its symmetry with the rest of the room. "Perfect."I reach up to adjust the string of orange and white lights hanging in the "haunted" tree, then turn to survey the rest of the room. The Firestarter Halloween party is just over a week away and we're already halfway through decorating the warehouse space I found. We currently have the overhead halogens off so I can get the full effect of the purple and orange lighting that will run throughout the room. Tables are being positioned strategically, the bar stocked, the crime scene arranged.It's coming together beautifully.Locke will be pleased with me.Hope and yearning and obsession join forces inside of my chest, expanding, causing me to lose my train of thought along with my breath. Yes, more than anything in this world, I want that man to be happy with my efforts here. I want
All For You, Daddy 13: Harriet.
Oh God.This is even worse than I thought.I am deceiving this man. I am turning him into a twisted mess, like me.And he wants to give me legitimacy.Wants to take me out on a date, maybe even wants me to be his girlfriend. Lord, the very idea of that is intoxicating. A dream I never thought could really come true.It's further proof that he's too kind, too honorable for me."No." I drop my legs from around his waist, stepping away on shaky ground. "I have a lot of work to do here, Locke. And..." My hands wring together, misery lancing me in the side. "And I just don't think that it's a good idea. I'm not looking for anything serious."Liar. You would throw yourself in front of a bullet for him.It doesn't get more serious.Locke's brows draw together above the black frames of his glasses, as if he's going through a math problem, looking for where he made a mistake. And he doesn't find one. "You're not looking for anything serious?" he repeats, his skepticism obvious. "Don't lie to m
All For You, Daddy 14: Harriet.
"You're a lot different than the first time I met you," I whisper, exhaling tremulously when his mouth drags across the bare slope of my shoulder. "You were shy then. A little clumsy." From behind, his teeth rake my neck and I gasp. "This is far from clumsy."His mouth pauses against my skin. "When I saw that man speaking to you in the coffee shop, something changed in me. I realized...you have options." He grips my knee hard. "Eliminating those options is taking up all of my concentration. I don't have room for shy. I can't be self-conscious when all of my focus is going toward not eating you alive. Yet.""Yet?"The way he hums in my ear makes my core clench. "I told you, I'm not getting physical with you again until we separate real life and...""Play time?" I offer in a thready breath, my eyes barely able to stay open, I'm so overcome simply by having this intimate conversation with him. Being held by my Locke.The waiter arrives and pours us both a glass of red wine. He doesn't se
All For You, Daddy 15: Locke.
I turn over in bed again and the sheets twist around my waist.My gaze finds the clock on the bedside table: 2:14 am.I haven't slept a minute. I'm not sure I'll ever be able to sleep again. Every time I close my eyes, there is Harriet. Beautiful and perfect and broken Harriet. What happened to her? Why won't she tell me and let me fix it? Or if I can't, I can at least prove to her that I'm not going anywhere. There is nothing in her past that would keep me from her. So she was wild in her teens and early twenties? Most people are. Not everyone wants to entrench themselves in academia and gets excited by a line of zeroes and ones.She's wonderful exactly as she is.But she won't let me in.All she can offer me is sex. Dirty, no-strings fucking where I basically reduce her to an object. A willing body. She's made her terms clear and I hate them. I hate anything that makes her feel less than goddamn royalty. I want to worship her. Spoil her. Value her.There's a problem, though.My body
All For You, Daddy 16: Locke.
Something potent, a lot like power, surges in my blood as I cross the foyer, wrap a hand around her elbow and draw her out of the shadows. She searches my eyes nervously, as if I'm going to throw her out. Scold her. But she rocks back on her heels when she finds my expression purposeful, instead. Intense, steady and purposeful. And it excites her. Arouses her. Even more than the first few times we were together. I'm finally giving in, letting myself conquer Harriet, exploit her, and she can barely breathe, she's so hot for it.Letting go of her arm, I reach down and strip off her skimpy dress, throwing it aside. When she stands in my cold marble foyer in nothing but a thong and heels, I circle around back of her, watching goosebumps rise on her arms, her shoulders. Watching her thighs squeeze together to keep from trembling. Listening to her breath accelerate.I wind her hair around my fist, tugging her head back. "Did you bring me a wet pussy?"A shudder wracks her, those incredible
All For You, Daddy 17: Harriet.
I spent the night.I slept in Locke Atwood's bed.If we're getting technical, I was held prisoner...but being trapped beneath his big leg, his arms wrapped around me like a straitjacket? There are way worse things in this life.Understatement.I've never been more filled with joy. With hope and love.Oh God, those are such dangerous emotions.Two days ago I slunk back into the shadows, but he pulled me out. He refused to let me stay there. I was just going to watch him sleep from the roof of his guest house. But he called me. And lord, he was so aroused. So hard. I couldn't say no. I couldn't stay away, no matter how many times I called myself selfish. A liar.He has no idea who is sleeping beside him.What if...he never finds out?Is that possible?We could go on like this forever, insatiable for each other. Lost in this crazy tailspin we throw one another into. It's an addiction. We are an addiction. And maybe I was crazy to think walking away would be so easy. No. No, it's impossib
All For You, Daddy 18: Locke.
Being Harriet's boyfriend has come with a lot of problems—and I don't want any of them solved. In the week since I've moved her into my house, I've developed a serious issue concentrating. This morning, I was in a meeting about a new software design launch and I couldn't hear a word my chief financial officer was saying. Her moans rang in my head until I had to mop the sweat off my forehead. I can look one of my employees in the eye and not even see them. It's just her beautiful face. Her writhing body. She's everywhere.And that's exactly where I want her.Harriet living in my house has turned it into a paradise of intensity. Our conversations are heavy, breathless races through likes and dislikes, favorites, stories from our past, and we kiss our way through them, unable to stop touching. Aching.We fuck like animals. There are nail tracks all over my body, whisker burn all over hers. Sometimes she gets overwhelmed having me up close after watching me from a distance for so long. Sh
All For You, Daddy 19: Locke.
"Hi, Harriet," I say, sounding damn near feral."Hi," she whispers, swallowing. Shifting in her heels. "Is something wrong?""I don't know." I close the distance between us, continuing until she has to tip her head back to maintain eye contact. Until her nipples brush my chest every time one of us breathes. "That depends what costume you're picking out for tonight.""Oh." A flush rises on her cheeks. "It's supposed to be a surprise.""I don't want to be surprised about this."Does she know it's taking every ounce of my willpower not to...to manhandle her? It's a constant struggle to stop myself from picking her up, rip those sexy clothes off, shove her legs where I need them. It's constant."Fine." A lump rises and falls in her throat. Her gaze travels past me, avoiding my eyes. "I'm leaning towards a Vivian Ward costume."Confusion draws my brows together. "Who is Vivian Ward?"She hesitates. "The character played by Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman."Fire ants crawl over every inch of
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